"Why don't we try switching height?" Miranda said looking up at Evan, who happened to be exactly six inches taller than her. "I've always wished I was a bit taller."
"I don't see why not." Evan replied. It would not have been on the top of Evan's list, but there was certainly worse things to swap as well. "I haven't tried this before, I'm guessing I just need to focus on the swap."
"Take your time hun." She said, as she was sure it would not work.
Evan closed his eyes and focused for about ten seconds. Just as he was about to give up, he felt a weird sensation, sort of like falling accept his feet were on the ground.
His mother, on the other hand was going upward. She was witnessing the results since her eyes were not closed like Evan's. She was so in shock that it was working that she was at a loss of words.
When Evan opened his eyes, he looked up to see his mother looking down at him with a smile as big as he had ever seen out of her.
"Sweetie, I can't believe this worked!" Miranda exclaimed, giving her now shorter son a big hug.
"I can't either." Evan said in disbelief, as he was still trying to wrap his head around the situation.
Suddenly, Miranda started to tear up a bit and she parted from the hug.
"What's wrong mom?" A concerned Evan asked.
"Oh, nothing." She assured him. "These are tears of joy, it's just that this reminds me of the days when you were little and how you were shorter than me since you were just a kid."
"Okay, cool." Evan said. He did not realize how much this newfound power could touch the lives of others.
"And to think," Miranda continued, "soon you'll be off for college just like your older sister."
"I hear ya, I'm gonna miss you too mom."
"Speaking of which," His mom said, wiping away a couple of tears. "Should we swap back before anyone notices and wonders what's going on?"
"Actually, we don't have to. I remember in the dream it said something about others not being aware of swaps." Evan explained.
"When would you like to swap back then?" She asked.
"Doesn't matter, how about this time tomorrow?"
"Deal!" Miranda said happily as she shook her son's hand.
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